Walking the Razor’s Edge

When I move from here – “here” may be a teaching situation, a conversation with a neighbour, preparing a meal, or writing this piece – I can go to either of two states of being. Between them is a razor. On one side of the razor – the side of the linear, the physical existence we all participate in – is … Read More

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Rewriting the Past

I had a memory that wouldn’t let me go; or maybe I just didn’t know how to let go of the memory. It doesn’t really matter which of those is true, or where the balance lies. The incident happened when I was seven years old, and it was emotionally and physically traumatic. I had used various means of healing for … Read More

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Grief as a Falling Tree

Have you been in a quiet forest when a dead tree falls? It does indeed make a sound. If you’re nearby, that sound can be quite impressive. It starts with a couple of loud cracks a few moments apart, then builds with more and faster loud bangs, the snaps of breaking branches, the crashing noises of branches and leaves against … Read More

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